Man, what a pathetic day I had today. It started off good until the middle of art class. Here is why:

Now, before I tell you this, keep in mind I have friends that are girls in this class. Ok, it started when we were making ink prints with linolium material. I returned to my table, and I see this Valentine card on the table. So I pick it up, read it, and notice it said "From: ????." So at that moment, I felt proud because for once, I thought a girl liked me. Hell, it even had a picture of a ham on the front, because I always joke about how I like ham in front of my friends in that class. So, asking my friends that were girls if they had wrote it, they denied it, so I figured they were just making it a mystery for me. So, I go back to the counter to work on my print, not being able to concentrate because I was trying to figure out which girl wrote it. Suddenly, my hopes come crashing down. This prep girl came up to me and asked me if I knew it was from these certain boys in the class, because apparently she knew about it. It was a ****in joke, played by these stupid brainless jocks in my class who always make fun of me for having a mustache, like it's a big ****in deal to have a mustache nowadays:roll:. And from that moment, my day was ****. For ONCE, I just wanted ONE GIRL to like me. THATS ALL I WANTED. Oh well, at least I felt like a girl liked me for a full 5 minutes. And that, along with seeing other bfs and gfs kissing and hugging each other, is why I hate Valentine's Day.